All this time you've been
Dancing with crutches
Looking for only what you want to see
(Your eyes)
Keep bothering the vision you see
Sitting on the twisted truth
(Your mind)
Keep bothering the thoughts you give
Clutched little picture heap
Inside of big cages they crawl
Standing for only what they're told to be
(Their eyes)
Locked up to heights they're told to climb
Casting out the truth of self
(Their minds)
Fixed on the double minded acts
Clutched little picture heaps
And you hide
From the giants of this good town
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